This one was different.

Usually he brought back blonde, buxom ladies to his chambers. Giggly, of course, no brains to speak of, but willing to overlook his unfortunate magical tendencies. And if he were to slip during the court dinner and forget himself by speaking of Fordyce's Fourth Transmogrification of the Art Magikal, they would just wrinkle their noses and politely ignore him until they could change the subject.

A few hasty kisses, quick scrambling for laces and ties…

This one's mannerisms were no different, but her appearance reminded him of a certain someone, a person who looked distinctly betrayed for some reason he couldn't fathom as he gracefully led the lady away after the ball.

Both had curly brown hair, a style not in vogue in the court at the moment, large brown eyes, and a mouth begging to be-

No! Just one of them had those delectable lips, the one currently in his arms and in his bed…

It was an escape, that's all. He was trying to forget his startling revelation, the one that confirmed all of the slander and social cuts and gossip about his supposed pedophilic tendencies…

He steadfastly ignored the voice that claimed she was seventeen and no child.

Skin met skin, hands wandered down down down…

Why then did he feel this way? He certainly never wanted anything more from the brilliant young woman besides her friendship. Never had he had a friend such as her, one who stood with him at all times and in all situations, one who, if he did ramble in his absent-minded way, would clear her throat and lightly tap his shoulder, an impertinent grin on her face.

"Numair, you're digressing again."

She certainly understood him, but she was off limits. He couldn't do that to her. He wouldn't do that to her, not his Daine.

Gasps from both as they came together, moving and touching and feeling…

When they were done, he threw her clothes towards her, barking to dress and get out, to leave immediately. He could not stand the sight of her, the reminder of his betrayal of them both

Numair Salmalin rolled over and hated himself.